Top Songs By Kent Jamz
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kent Jamz
Performer
GoodJoon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khallid Muhammad
Composer
Scott Morrow
Composer
Jess Fay Willard
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Huss
Producer
Daniel Del Omo
Recording Engineer
Kevin Mccloskey
Mixing Engineer
Liam Quinn
Assistant Engineer
Mark Ecker
Assistant Engineer
pat rosario
Mastering Engineer
Vlado Meller
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
With them weak ass
Fuckin' Margielas, what the fuck Balenciagas
Mm, mm (Fuck that)
[Verse 2]
I'm the Black 2020 Nigo, bitch, but I'm a Loc
And I still don't give a fuck 'bout these hoes
Get the fuck up outta here, bitch, with them weak ass
Fuckin' Margielas, what the fuck Balenciagas
We don't give a fuck about them hunnids 'less they Crips
All these bitches talkin' all that shit, they want the dick
Probably hit your friend, your mommy said that's what you get
Probably go to Colorado, ain't fucked no Denver bitches
[Verse 3]
**** talk shit, don't run up, and
Bitches always hit you on the come up, but
Nobody don't know shit
Till you get a little more money, but ****, if you owe me, I'ma
[Verse 4]
If you owe me, make a order (I'ma treat you like a ho)
****, I want, ****, I want all the smoke (Yeah)
Yeah, ****, if you owe me (If you owe me)
I'll make a order
****, I want all the smoke (I want all the smoke), yeah
[Verse 5]
All the lights went out (Bumper)
All the hoodies went on (Roll up)
Everybody sparked up (I don't even feel like smokin')
****, we want all the smoke
[Verse 6]
****, I been, I been
Chillin' with my ****, stayin' out the way, lookin' for some dough
I want a drop Benz, drop Benz
So I can pull the club on them bitches talkin' shit like, "Hop in, hop in"
And if you really want your own property away from all this poverty, then lock in, lock in
America was built on capitalism, ****, get your dough or be forgotten, gotten
Cold world, and my new thottie your old girl
And I dare one you **** to say somethin', no joke, I'm all smoke (Yeah)
Even rap with my .380 (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
But I'm exactly what they made me (Ooh-woo), crazy (Ooh)
If you grew up where we grew up, yeah, you would know why we angry (Yeah)
And if you did the shit that we did, then you would know why we shaded (Yeah)
I'm too gangsta for the squares, I'm too square for the gangstas
I'm a product of my environment and my son a beast in the making (Oh yeah, oh yeah)
[Verse 7]
If you owe me, make a order (I'ma treat you like a ho)
****, I want, ****, I want all the smoke (Yeah)
Yeah, ****, if you owe me (If you owe me)
I'll make a order
****, I want all the smoke (I want all the smoke), yeah
[Verse 8]
All the lights went out (Bumper)
All the hoodies went on (Roll up)
Everybody sparked up (I don't even feel like smokin')
****, we want all the smoke (Bitch, I want all the smoke)
Written by: Jess Fay Willard, Khallid Muhammad, Scott Morrow